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365 Days of Drabbles: Day Five
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ankewehner. "More bits about Andrea and/or Arthur."
Being an ogre was supposed to be simple. Hit things. Eat things. It's what he'd done his whole life, before Master Tez had come along. "Comfort small half-breed children because there's a thunderstorm outside," was never supposed to be part of the picture.
So Arthur lit his table lamps, the ones with the reflectors so he'd have plenty of light, while Andrea sat on the edge of his reinforced chair, wrapped up in a quilt. He pulled a well worn book from the shelf, settled her on his large lap, and straightened his pince-nez.
"Once upon a time..." he began.
ankewehner. "More bits about Andrea and/or Arthur."Being an ogre was supposed to be simple. Hit things. Eat things. It's what he'd done his whole life, before Master Tez had come along. "Comfort small half-breed children because there's a thunderstorm outside," was never supposed to be part of the picture.
So Arthur lit his table lamps, the ones with the reflectors so he'd have plenty of light, while Andrea sat on the edge of his reinforced chair, wrapped up in a quilt. He pulled a well worn book from the shelf, settled her on his large lap, and straightened his pince-nez.
"Once upon a time..." he began.
